“What’s your relationship with the guy last night?” He looked uncertain.
Mi August smiled, “Didn’t you already guess it?”
Zuo Si exaggerated: “God and his believers loyal to Him?”
Mi August said calmly: “You don’t have to believe it.”
Of course I don’t believe it! Thinking this in his heart, Zuo Si said: “Of course I believe it.”
His attitude changed quite quickly, “When the dog came back last night, I felt that there was something on it. This thing cannot be looked at directly or touched. Even the thought of removing it will be backlashed.”
As he spoke, he looked at Mi August’s expression, but unfortunately he couldn’t see anything.
Zuo Si said with a smile, “My life is completely controlled by one thought, and that person’s will is my code of conduct. Since He is God, I am His believer.”
lie.
Mi August didn’t feel any faith in him.
But it doesn’t matter.
This does not affect her value in squeezing Zuo Si.
Mi·Da Laoshi·August: You may not believe it, but I believe in myself^_^
Zuo Si is a person with a research spirit and a certain amount of knowledge.
Mi August found this out from the objects found on his body.
His villainous personality cannot erase his ability in academic research.
Improved and upgraded versions of ecstasy, string puppets, inferior magic weapons… He is involved in all kinds of fields, but he is not proficient in them, but he has enough enthusiasm and planning.
The purpose of his coming to the Mortal Continent from Lingzhou was not only to do tasks, but also to do research freely and perfect his combined spells in this land where his strength could reach the top.
“The lack of spiritual energy in the mortal world is a fatal shortcoming for spiritual cultivation, but it is also an advantage.”
“If there is no spiritual energy, there will be no spiritual poison. The bodies of the mortals living here who are not corroded by spiritual poison are extremely pure, and it is easier to integrate with magic.”
“Does the Lord God think so too? That’s why I came to this continent and developed believers here. It’s a good idea. However, mortals are weak in mind and cannot compare to a spiritual master.”
Zuo Si was holding a dot of Lingxi in his hand – I heard he said that he had lost most of his fortune just for such a little finger-sized dot of Lingxi – he drew a spell diagram on Yu Hu’s forehead and babbled a bunch of words while he was doing it. Is it his habit or is he planning something else?
Mi August was so happy that he said that the book of good and evil behind him automatically recorded and collected the useful information in his words.
Zuo Si, who didn’t get a useful response when he said he had dry mouth, felt like a clown.